Riz & Yoshi - 7elevn

On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own

Hella soon
Hella quick
Im well equipped
Not a grip
Its a whip
Its a dash

Bitch Im lashing on shit
Crashin' on this
Cashin' on this
Dancing on this

Got a bag full of m's
Put my friends in benz
Bands looking dense its intense
How I'm set

Say what i say when i flex
Im a rex
A to the z
In a jeep in a jet

Hopped out this shit with a lick on my wrist
And I popped out the room with a mac and a clip
And Im locked in this shit not a lie man its lit
Dino genie in this bitch man i pull up take a shit

I just pulled up for a bit
Me and you it's kinda lit
Get your mouth some orbit
Yea you speaking lotta shit
I'm not wrong
I forget
Ice my wrist with bagguettes
Yea I wanna slide through
But I always fail your test
Yea now I fail your test imma ride
Yea I failed your test imma ride
Yea She on like Mariah
Aye I put it on for my squad yea
Aye aye aye aye yea you
Yea you on my mind that for real that's for real
Yea I pulled up on you
You should know that for real
That's what's up

Thats wassup
We get real or we could fuck
We could chill or we could duck
We get lit or we get nuts (We get nuts, we get nuts)
Its no ifs or you a dunce
With the shits its not a fuss
Diamonds dancing in that dust (Dusty)

Big ridin' round that shit like we gon' bust
Big bite around wrist like on that crunch
And that big mouth been on me for a month
And you been riding my dick but you ain't done

And she brought
Lookalikes
They was cute
They act nicely
The was home and you was trifling
She stay home and thats most likely
I stay clean like all my nikes
Oh thats your girl she didn't remind me
Had to tell you shit got dicey

Oh wish I dropped out and let it go
Close, ain't nobody even coming close
Woah, diamonds on me shining and they froze
Woah, we ain't even doing what we sposed

Throwing big racks to my cousin
I'm on shit that y'all a be ducking
Got my waves right in the oven
Margiela only get buzzed in

We in love me and the tussin
Come in here get to the bustin
Got Dior now we just thuggin
If you tripping then i'll be bugging

Man i'm slimier in person
Got 44s all in my purses
Got 2 letters all on my curtains
Close em out and we just working

Line em up get to the serving
Shows all packed like it's a sermon
You make racks that's like uncertain
I speak facts when I be blurting

You dumb as a what
Coming with what
Smoking on what
Pass all the stuff

You talking on gang
Stop what you're saying
You is a lame
You are so plain

My shit will bang
It go insane
Might grab a chain
Go get some brain

Ice on my rings
Keep a whole thing
Might let it bang
Out of my way

She think she done me up
She think she want me yea
She think she on me yea
She think she got it yea
She think she bout it yea
But she nada yea
But she nada yea

Written by:
DINO GENIE

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